Wednesday, July 22, 2009
A very bad day
I had a bad day yesterday. Really. I thought I would share it. It was THAT bad. I want to tell you that there is not one untruth or exaggerated circumstance. This is a shut up! kind of post.
I woke up and realized I left my daughters camp stuff outside and it was all wet and she had to use another backpack. The horror. The coffee maker coughed and sputtered and took twenty minutes to spit out yucky sludge that my milk curdled in anyway.
I got to work for back to back meetings. The first one (the one I prepared diligently for) was canceled because it turned out that the higher ups already decided against my plans and went ahead with new ones. Without letting me know. The second one was on the main campus and I forgot my umbrella so I got wet walking into the office, which I usually wouldn't mind, but I had new shoes on and they got soaked and then proceeded to shrink which left me with terrible blisters that popped and reopened for the rest of the day. I was ambushed in that meeting by a co worker who needed to vent out some frustrations... all having to do with me. Fun.
Then walking back to my car, my boss #1 yelled for me to come back and help her get some brochures from the admissions department. I can't explain how wet I was at the time. Drenched. Dripping wet. The shoes expanded.
In the admissions department I was supposed to do some gathering of information, not secretive or anything, but when I asked for brochures the secretaries thought I was a graduate student and started laying on all of the selling point stuff and rather than correct them I just nodded until one of them noticed my shirt, wet, but with the logo of the college I work for at the university stitched on the pocket. "Oh, you work here..." I skulked out of the office with no information.
Back in my own building, off campus, I noticed my shirt was completely see through and pasted to my chest. Hysterical, right? I ran up the stairs hoping not to run into anyone, but my boss #2 was at the top and I just said "Don't ask..." and she said "They invented umbrellas a long time ago."
Safe at my desk I took off my shoes and put them against a space heater and tried to dry off. I then checked my blog and noticed that my post from yesterday sounded more than a little obnoxious and I didn't mean it to, but it was too late to change it because there were already comments. Then I noticed I was down a follower... and wondered why? And then I thought maybe I don't comment on blogs enough and I got sad because I REALLY want to! AND THEN, boss # 2 came right in through my closed doors to see my bare feet on the desk and introduced me to a new member of our team. She said, "Suzanne Meet Steve," and I held out my hand, embarrassed by my unkempt, unprofessional look and promptly said "Nice to have you aboard, Simon." Boss # 2 said "clean the wax out of your ears." Yessirreee bob.
I was late picking my daughter up at camp and the rain came down so hard the highways were backed up and a fifteen minute commute took an hour.
I didn't hear back from the agent who has the exclusive but did receive another request for a full manuscript which I can't send out because it would be ethically wrong. Lovely.
My shoes were making my heels bleed so I took them off and when I got out of the car at home stepped ankle deep into a puddle.
It was at this point I began to laugh. I left my shoes in the car and got my kid inside. But not me. I stayed outside for a bit. In the rain. In my driveway, laughing.
Tomorrow I think I will do that bloggy thing about the 10 honest things...